• April 5th, Ghostships Drift Through the Mind

    On the 5th,
    the myth of the ghostships returns
    adrift,
    unhurried,
    moving with the slow authority
    of things that have forgotten
    what it means to have a destination.

    They glide across the inner horizon,
    full of voids and echoes
    from the beginnings of time,
    carrying the dust of ancient…Read More

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    • Pretty cool poem, PAR. As I read, I felt some of the verses had the feel of a Pablo Neruda texture. April 5th is here and the poetry is honestly flowing. -Curt

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    Ocean Of Tears

    If I could take All of your tears I'd form from themAn ocean On which nobody Would dare sail It would be yours  To flow free upon A current That never fails A wave The never breaks From tears The world cannot shake And waterfalls That drown the sadness Of years lost In the whirlpool Being...

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    NAVINA posted in the group National Poetry Month

    THE STORM’S EYES

    Tornado you seek
    The darkness
    I feel weak ..
    The skies in complete blackness
    Your power I’ll see all week.

    Clouds move like spilled ink
    On a grey canvas
    That I left to streak
    Brushing with slugs
    As an artist, you can’t peek.

    My art smears as the storm claims
    Bold dark colors
    Watch how it fades
    I’m happy…Read More

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    IN THE REALM OF EROTICA

      IN THE REALM OF EROTICA   We dive into the realm of erotica  where passion and desire  never cease where words  dance naked in front of us  and our bodies yearn to be released   We explore every inch of each other  In the depths of our souls...

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    play

    mannacle thought, make it your bitchdon't allow time, to give you lipnever hesitate demand your wayyour ego speaks for itself not one to be playedvixen be damnedshe's not the right onewhen there is nonetonight is yourstake midnight by the...

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    • The last line lands in a way that makes you want to reread this again, and let it linger. This caught my breath.

      • hello dearest Brandon good morning thank you graciously I’m happy you like it ❤️

    • This reads almost like an invocation, a chant of summoning. Much enjoyed this. As Brandon said, it invites rereading 🧡

      • hello beautiful Willow thank you lovely one I appreciate you thoughts these just uncurrents of feeling rising ❤️

    • Powerfully penned, Brenda. Excellent write with dark undertones my friend. I concur with Willow and Brandon. Amazing read. Appreciate you.

      Damian

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